"Anxiety" | Namjin (Editing)

Chapter 10

{Namjoon}

3 have passed since we last met at the rooftop, he was absent to school, I tried calling him but he won't answer me and I even tried going to his house only to be welcomed by nothing but silence.

"Hey man, what's wrong?" Said Suga, my closest friend.

"Jin... He came up to me saying sorry for what his family did and told me that he was even more sorry for not remembering."

"I think you should believe him, after all if he was really a bad guy like his father, instead of you making his life a hell it would've been him. Don't you think so? And I told you to stop hanging with those guys, they're no good for you."

"Why are you so wise?"

"I'm not wise, I have logic."

"In other words you're calling me a dumbass?"

"I'm not calling you dumbass, that would be an opinion, and you being dumbass is a fact."

"I hate you." I said sighing for like the 10,000th time.

"I feel so sorry for him, like you can't choose the parents who you're gonna live with and he has to live with them, isn't that horrible?" Said Suga.

"Yeah, I just wonder if he's doing fine and if he's eating well and getting some sleep." My heart hurt like hell when I said those words.

Suga just hugged me saying that everything's gonna be okay and that he maybe is just taking his time thinking.

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{Jin} 3 days

I walked to my house, once again looking like a corpse but this time 10x worst. Namjoon surprisingly walked me home, more like followed me because he just walked behind me.

"Want something to drink before you go?" I offered him, I mean he was going to walk to his house too and it would be rude of me if I didn't at least gave him a bottle of water.

"Actually can you just give me water before I go? It's just that I have something important to do." He said and I just nodded and told him to wait, when I was making my way to the fridge I saw my dad's car coming and I quickly rushed and took the bottle out and gave it to him saying:

"Here, you have to leave NOW!"

When he saw my dad's car he just nodded and ran away, I too ran away to my room before they entered.

5 hours later I got thirsty so I went to the kitchen to get some water when I heard my father talking to my mother:

"I swear that I saw that kid honey!!!! He was at the door trying to look inside the house!"

"It was another person babe, it's impossible for him to be alive you know that you made sure to burn the warehouse completely, and Jin was even there! You know he almost died!"

My footsteps got weaker and tears were forming again, I swear I'll get dehydrated from so much crying.

"So that's why you guys never wanted me to take therapy?" I said with a shaky voice.

They both gasped from surprise widened their eyes as much as they could.

"Jin, we..."

"YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING MONSTERS!!!" I shouted as hard as I could so everyone in this neighborhood could hear me, the should know the Devils that lives here.

"My anxiety problems, my miserable life was because of you two!! Everyday for fucking 4 years I was daily bullied by a guy you took everything from!! How are you guys even human?!?!!! Eventhough you did that, that man NEVER did anything against you or have sued you! Mr. Kim, how can you sleep so calmed at night when you ruined an entire family and led them to where they are now?! FUCKING TELL ME OR I WILL KILL BOTH OF YOU!!!" I knew I was losing it now, I literally felt like I wanted to kill them but I knew I wasn't brave enough to do it.

Suddenly my father punched me in the jaw making me to fall down, and that made it for me. I got up, for the first time in my life I felt rage and punched him back. The Jin from yesterday morning would've just taken it and got an anxiety attack but that Jin left his body last night.

We fought and I got on top of him punching him multiple times, he was already tired so he was just trying to cover his face but it was useless, I saw a bottle of wine they used for decoration and I grabbed the bottle and when I was going to break it on his head someone caught me.

It was two police officers, surprisingly one of them was the one that day on the office. When I looked at him he was surprised to see that it was me and his expression changed to a pitiful one.

It was their time again to act like fucking victims, they should receive an Oscar.

My father faked a crying hugging my mother tightly and told me:

"I hope you get better son, get help."

"And I hope you rot in hell." I said and spit on his face.

3 days have passed and they still had me on a cell, they interrogated me but I just didn't answer their questions.

"Look here son, I'm afraid to tell you that if you don't speak we'll have to send you to a mental hospital because of your condition."

A chill ran down through my spine to the thought of being at a mental hospital again.

"I'll give you 4 days to answer, if you don't you know already what will happen."

"Can I make a call?"

"I'll give you 5 minutes." The official said and left.

The phone rang and the person I wanted to talk to answered.

"Hello?"

"Namjoon!!"

"Jin?!"

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Sorry for the lame chapter, I hope you enjoy anyways and I love you <3